Cheng Chumo led his men to fight in the formation, while Zhang San fired cold arrows from behind, and the cooperation was quite tacit.
In the end, Cheng Chumo, who had the numerical advantage, killed all the twenty or thirty Turkic rangers, leaving only one alive. He probably wanted to torture them to see how they got in.
"Take a good look at this man and go back and interrogate him carefully. How dare you come here?" Cheng Chumo wiped the blood from his face and cursed with a ferocious look on his face.
In this battle, our side lost three people, and more than ten people were injured, one of whom was seriously injured, which made Cheng Chumo very angry.
Zhang San also saw from this battle how ferocious the Turks were, and they had such a huge advantage that they actually killed three people and wounded more than a dozen people.
Song Liang ordered people to clean the battlefield, while Chen Wu ordered people to treat the wounded soldiers and buried the three dead soldiers by the Sanggan River.
The so-called treatment seemed very casual to Zhang San. He casually tore off some inner clothes from his body to use as a bandage, and even sprinkled plant ash on the wound.
Zhang San quickly stopped him and said, "Stop, is this how you treat wounds?"
"What's wrong, mistress?" Cheng Chumo heard Zhang San's voice and came over to ask.
"It's okay. Don't we have professors in the army on how to deal with such injuries?" Zhang San asked in confusion.
"What's the point of teaching this? Everyone does it." Cheng Chumo said disapprovingly.
Zhang San finally understood why the survival rate of the wounded during ancient marches and battles was so low. If treated this way, those who could survive were God's blessing.
Those people in Zhangjia Village who went to the battlefield and left their legs and feet with disabilities probably came from this.
"This method of treating wounds can easily cause wound infection. Even if it is cured, it may leave disabilities in the future. Let me do it and you all stop." As a quasi-doctor, how could Zhang San just watch and watch?
I couldn't help but watch the wounded being treated so casually.
Everyone was not familiar with this new "Leader of the Third Team", so naturally no one wanted to listen to Zhang San.
At the same time, many soldiers were dissatisfied with this captain who used the back door. Especially when he was fighting with the Turks just now, this guy actually needed several people to protect him and even hid in the rear. This behavior made many people feel dissatisfied.
He called Zhang San a rat and an eggless man.
However, due to Cheng Chumo's reasons, no one made it clear.
From the reactions of these people, Zhang San also knew that everyone was a little alienated from him, and there was a lot of disdain in their eyes.
"What are you doing standing still? Although my brother is not very powerful in combat, he has superb medical skills. It was my brother who rescued me in the first place. From now on, I will listen to him when dealing with wounds." Cheng Chumo saw that everyone was ignoring Zhang San, and often
Cheng Chumo, who was hanging around in the army, naturally knew the reason, so he shouted loudly.
Everyone heard their brigade commander speak, and out of trust in Cheng Chumo, everyone stopped.
Zhang San also knew that he had not integrated into this circle yet, so he was not angry at the reaction of these soldiers.
Everyone saw Zhang San taking out needle and thread, a bottle, and a roll of white gauze from nowhere.
Everyone didn't know what Zhang San did with these, and Zhang San had no intention of explaining, so he came to the seriously injured soldier.
The soldier was injured on the left side of his abdomen. There was a hideous wound that was oozing blood. Although it was blocked with plant ash and a bandage just now, it still couldn't stop the bleeding.
In fact, everyone knew in their hearts that this person might not be able to make it back to the city.
"Black bear bring water."
Zhang San took the water from Black Bear and said to the soldier: "Be patient, as long as I'm here, nothing will happen to you. I'll clean your wounds first."
When everyone saw Zhang San washing away the plant ash with water, they immediately wanted to stop him, but Cheng Chumo knew Zhang San's skills, and he was rescued by Zhang San in the same way.
"Don't say anything, just watch."
When everyone saw that Cheng Chumo had spoken, they didn't dare to say anything. They all looked at Zhang San nervously.
If conditions permit, Zhang San is prepared to use strong alcohol to clean it, but he only brought a little, so he needs to save some.
I just used strong alcohol to do the final disinfection work.
Zhang San asked Zhang Zhi to help him apply pressure on the wound to slow down the blood flow, and at the same time suture the wound with a needle and thread.
I don't know whether it was because he lost too much blood and lost strength, or because the soldier could tolerate pain so well that he didn't even scream.
But the corners of his mouth that were constantly twitching showed that the soldier was suffering from tremendous pain.
The people around saw Zhang San suturing the wound like he was mending clothes, and they were very worried for the soldier.
However, as Zhang San completely sutured the wound, the wound basically stopped bleeding.
Zhang San once again wiped off the blood on the wound with strong alcohol, and then wrapped the wound with gauze.
"Okay, let's make a stretcher and carry him back later. Be careful not to move around to prevent the wound from bleeding again." Zhang San said, wiping the sweat from his forehead.
When everyone saw that the soldier's wound was no longer bleeding and his complexion was getting better, they immediately admired Zhang San's medical skills.
"You see, my brother is very capable, don't look down on others." Cheng Chumo said again.
Everyone had no objection this time, and looked at Zhang San with eyes filled with respect.
They are all people who lick blood from the edge of a knife, so they will inevitably get injured. Previously, they just resigned themselves to fate. Now, after they are injured, someone can help them fight for their lives with God. Wouldn't it be great?
At this time, it was not easy to find military doctors. Besides, the level of medical officers in the army was limited, and the treatment methods were basically the same as before, which was very rough.
Those with better conditions can only use some hemostatic drugs. In addition, the number of these military doctors is limited, and it is impossible for each team to be equipped with one. When marching and fighting, if you are injured, you still have to rely on yourself.
Now that there is one more person with medical skills in his team, this will undoubtedly greatly improve the survival rate of this team.
Zhang San followed suit and bandaged all the remaining wounded.
At this time, the spirits he had brought with him were basically used up, and all the catgut was used up. Fortunately, the caravan was about to arrive.
Everyone supported the injured soldier and saw that Zhang San's bandaging method was very unique, not as rough as the original bandaging method they used.
"Zhang Captain, on behalf of these injured brothers, I would like to thank you very much." Song Liang thanked Zhang San with his hands.
"You're welcome, Commander Song. We are all good people and should take care of each other." Zhang San returned the courtesy and replied.
"Okay, Song Liang, take these wounded and this Turk back first, and then we'll have a look ahead." Today's inspection mission has not yet been completed, and Cheng Chumo is ready to move on.
The team was divided into two again, and Zhang San continued to patrol along the Sanggan River with Cheng Chumo.
Through the battle just now, Zhang San also saw the cruelty on the battlefield for the first time. As expected, the corpse was wrapped in horse leather, and the sword was ruthless!